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Feb 2014
A new born breeze has awakened my heart.
As it twirls through the air, and play around with my hair.
I wake with a start.

Look at the new world around me.
The sun rises just as I yawn.
This early morning,
I look around and see the trees glisten under the weight of last nights snowfall.

My breath freezes as I let out a sigh.
But the cold does not faze me.
I walk among the pasture to see what this winter brings us.

The wind begins to sing, causing the snow to stir
Wild
Beautiful
Untamed
Free

I thank the winter's gift to me.
Continuing to roam the snow,
Silently begging it not to go

This is the wonderland that I love to see
For I am the Winter Fairy.
Crístál Válęntíná
Written by
Crístál Válęntíná  New York
(New York)   
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